In theory… I have the greatest little computer/office space ever… in theory. In practice… not so much. I designed the space myself… had a wine fridge
removed and three pull-out shelves installed. The printer goes on the bottom shelf… paper and supplies in the middle… and the laptop and mouse on the top.
I even bought the perfect new chair… in theory. Since I live in a tiny space… it had to serve a few purposes… it’s my main sitting chair… as well as the chair I will sit in at the computer. So… I got a swivel, recliner, rocker… what could be better? Right?
Except… the chair is really a little bit too large for the space… and since it’s a laptop… I have to leave the shelf open if the I’m using the computer… and the shelf is sort of in the way of the chair… if I’m turned the other way. And did I mention that the chair weighs a gazillion and twenty-seven pounds and is hard to get in just the right spot to do all the things I want/need it to do?
So… I’ve been doing what I used to do… putting the laptop on the counter and using the barstool… but I don’t like the look of that… that is the dining room after all… and then where do I eat? Oh… the dilemma could go on all night.
But the bottom line is… I’ve not been writing. That’s right… I’ve allowed this little snafu keep me from writing. Which… Bertha… says… tells a lot about how much I want to be writing. But… I do want to be writing… I just want everything to be perfect before I do.
Bertha… roles her eyes and says… perfection by any other name is… procrastination. And I hate to admit it… but she is right… again.
Actually… in the midst of writing this post… I have moved the chair to a good position… and swept under it… moved the computer back to its own little shelf… and managed to sit here… in all the imperfection… and write a blog.
Bertha… smiles and reminds me… that when I wait for perfection… whether it’s the perfect writing space… the perfect weight… the perfect dress… the perfect house… the perfect whatever… that very little ever gets done… hmmm… I think she’s on to something.
So… what about you… where has perfection turned into procrastination in your life? Bertha… is sitting in the comfy new chair… just waiting to hear from you… so leave us a comment.
